An honour

Hello all,

Today I’d like to tell you about a pretty cool thing that happened about a month ago now and since then I’ve been working on it when I was able, but now it’s finished ( Hurrah ) it is time to share.

Its not every day you get to have a chat with one of your heros but this is what happened to me when John Blanche contacted me to say he really liked my work and was interested in a few pieces I had made. Conversation about all sorts was had and it ended with him giving me permission to make a model for him based on one of my favorite character images of his.

 

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Now as you can imagine that truely made my day, month and year. It’s an honour to be able to turn one of his visions into a model and get to name it to. So may I present The Penitent of Sorrow. She who walks the ashes to redemption.

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The model is 40mm scale and I hope you all approve as it was a joy to create. Now it’s onto printing it.

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Children of Terra

“We’ve found it Zac! We’ve found the place grandfather told us about.”

Zac looked at it with unease. The place was dark and foreboding and the skull tree reached out with menacing branches of bone, pipes and filth. If the tree had any wood in it like the ones his mother had shown him from an old off world book she cherished then you couldn’t tell. Skull trees were everywhere down here and they seemed to grow from the very ground, bringing what lay beneath up through the surface and bursting into existence like a tumour of decay and pollution. They resemble trees but surely nothing natural could ever grow in such a place.

“Whats the matter with you? Aren’t you excited we finally found it?” Tilly asked him.

“Yes but it’s so spooky down here and it feels like we’re being watched.” Zac said.

“That’s just all the grinning skulls silly! I thought you’d be used to them by now.” Tilly said as she softly punched him on the shoulder.

Zac ingnored the punch and looked at what lay at the base of what must have been a column in ages past. It was ancient and rusted but there was no mistaking what it was. Tilly looked at it to and with whispered awe said

” The head of one of the God Emperors Angels.”

Zac just starred at it and made a promise to himself he will never touch it. It was a secret thier grandfather had told them before he had passed away. He had told them to find it would be a blessing upon them and they must keep it safe for the distant past should never be forgotten and the relics that remain should be preserved. He mentioned a great war, like the one they all learn about and said it is from that time. Seeing it now with his sister he could really believe it.

” Do you think others know of it?” he asked Tilly

” Nah. Gramps was a pretty secretive man and he has intrusted us with this knowledge and we must keep it. We are defenders of the faith now Zac!” Tilly said putting on her best I’m braver than anybody voice.

Zac smiled. He liked the sound of that.

” We need to come here as often as we can.” Tilly told him

” This can be our secret place. A place of safety where the Emperor can watch over us and we can play and pray. We will do good deeds in our life little brother and if we ever get lost we will know where to find each other.”

Zac smiled again and hugged his big sister. She was always so full of hope.

” Come on we need to get back. We will come back tomorrow.” She said holding his hand.

They began their journey back up through the layers of skull trees and pipes, filth and decay. The long dead of history watching them every step of the way.

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This is the second in a series that I’ve been chipping away at, the first of which you can find here

This one is called Children of Terra. It is about that old childhood thing where you found places to hide, to be alone, to be safe. Places that only you and your sibblings new about, the places we escape to. We have places like that in our older years and for many of you reading this it’ll be the man cave or garage, a bedroom, a place where we are at peace and so totally ingrossed in what we are doing that all of lifes cares and worries fade away for a while.

So this is what these kids have found and it has also given them a sense of purpose in what must be a very hard life. They have found a pocket of hope in a very hopeless world, but it is only a hope that a child could see.

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Sinful Tiny Things

As well as Ghosts, dysfunctional servitors and the seething mass of humanity that inhabit the depths of The Chapel, you can find the little things that crawl, fly and creep around. They are many, and come in all sorts of appearances but the three main ones to be found are as follows.

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The Skull Crab, The Wraith Bat and  The Rat Devil.

 

All three can be found lurking in the shadows or running freely around and getting under foot or flying in your face and getting the crap scared out of you ( the Wraith Bats like doing this a lot ). A hindrance they can be but they can also be used to great effect.

 

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Skull Crabs.

The Skull Crab can be found scuttling around fixing things, undoing things, replacing things and stealing things. No one know’s who builds them and there has been some speculation that one skull crab may make another and so on. This is of course an unnerving thought, because what happens when they get too many. Well that has already happened a few times in the history of The Chapel, one time in particular being the east side power plant that got over run with the tiny bastards. They systematicly went about dismantling the whole place and would have succeeded to if it wasn’t for the combined efforts of the worker gangs, which eventually stemmed the tide. A hunt was made soon after for any likely candidate you would have set such a thing in motion but none were found and so it remains a mystery as to why it happened even though it is still believed it was some plot to disrupt.

Another annoying thing about them is that they like to steal doors.

 

 

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Wraith Bats.

Think homing pigeon but with the face of death. Yes that’s right these little flying monsters can be very useful for messaging. All they need is a message and a scent and off they go. It’s a talent they are very good at and it has been said that they can even fly through walls, which has never been witnessed so can’t be proven. One thing is certain though and that is they are filthy buggers and crap everywhere, they also have a tendency to fly in your face and scaring the crap out of you and then dropping something on your head, which may be a message or something else entirely.

They make good sport as well and many folk like shooting them.

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Rat Devils.

The Rat Devils, or Rat Watchers as they can be known, are pretty inteligent and have been known to form gangs of their own, even aligning with a worker gang or other who they may benefit from. The reasons for this is usually territory as they don’t like it when the bigger folk start a fight that may result in their warrens being destroyed, if this happens they can get pretty frenzied and summon rather large rats to the cause, so it is not a bad thing to have a warren nearby but you do need to keep an eye on them. Some warrens may get too big and then the need for expansion starts and this often leads to contact with those around them. So homes can be over run, disease runs rampant and people die, which then leads to extermination or culling of their numbers until they retreat back.

You don’t want to feed them either as then they will never leave you alone.

 

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Well that was a fun little part of The Chapel project and I hope the vision of what life is like in the depths is becoming clearer. I will be doing a post on the Albino Woods soon so the setting of the Ostium Guides and the Guild ( Thanks to Alex for that idea ) will take shape as it’s the first game to be played.

Keep the cool ideas coming!

 

 

 

 

Sample Plague Marine

Finally got to play in my man cave!!

So for you today I have a sample Plague Marine. This is how I want my soul rotten marines to look like but in true scale. I managed to convert him in one evening and paint him in the next so if I can stick to this (and if time allows) I should have a squad of five done in two weeks. Unfortunately now that I write that I think it is wishful thinking, but hey you have to have targets right?

All thoughts and comments welcome. All hail Nurgle!!

 

Femme Militant

A little walk down memory lane for me this week, with a model I painted years ago and a series of minatures that had me so excited I nearly exploded with joy.

The Femme Militant range from the legend John Blanche was, lets face it, awesome! I bought a few and have sold a few and have some unpainted still, which like all things in this hobby I will eventually get around to, but the one pictured below was my first one, Praytorian.

I wonder if Mr Blanche will ever release them again, probably not but we can dream 🙂

The Penitent Heart in colour

Well I finnally got some time for hobby action and decided to paint my Pilgryme The Pentitent Heart.

On the whole I’m pretty proud of him, the only thing is the free hand and my need to get more practice in. Painting images on miniatures is a whole different ball game compared to doing it on paper, but with more ideas in the making and more armour to paint I will have plenty of practice 🙂

As for his fellow Pilgrymes they are on hold at the moment, as I find myself caught in an unavoidable descent into Chaos!